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Feb 2014
It is a simple decision,
You chose this path.
All on your own now,
Not an obstacle.
You fall down tumble,
Into the roots of hell.
Your body mangled,
In fire you burn.
Thoroughly all that's left,
Ashes.
We never touch again.
Léia Cheshire Estérel
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Léia Cheshire Estérel  24/Two-Spirit/Lalaland
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